by C. S. Gunn
“You look gorgeous, you always do.” My heart melts, I know he’s not just saying that, he truly means it, and I love him for it. “Ashe is downstairs, I’ll grab the bags and we can get out of here.” He walks into our room…our room, I love that…to grab our bags. “Jesus, Aspen.” He says as he comes out with my luggage. “We’re only going to be gone for three days.”
“I don’t know what you have planned, you didn’t even tell me where we’re going. I had no idea what to pack.” It’s only three bags, three large bags, but still. “I’ll grab one.”
“I’ve got them, just get the door for me.” He hauls all of the bags downstairs after I open the door, and tosses them into the back of Ashe’s truck.
“Maybe next time you’ll tell me what to expect, then you won’t have so many bags to carry.” I shout down to him with a smile as I lock the door.
“Somehow, I doubt that would have made a difference.” Probably not, but it’s fun to tease him.
We make it to the airport just in time to catch our flight, when he hands me my boarding pass. I see that we’re going to Las Vegas, and it dawns on me. “Are we going to see Chase?”
“Yeah, I can’t go without you. I knew you would want to visit him too, and I need you there.” I can hear the vulnerability in his voice, and it tugs at my heart. “But, that’s just one thing we’re doing when we get there. You have to wait for the rest.” I have no idea what the rest of the surprise is, but I can’t wait to find out.
The flight was long, but I wouldn’t say boring. Stone convinced me to have sex in the bathroom, twice…let’s face it though, it didn’t take much convincing, saying no to that man is impossible. I’m surprised we didn’t get in trouble with the airline, I know the whole plane heard me. I was mortified when we came out and I saw a few of the men giving Stone a thumbs up. Stone ignored them, saying we were the only two that mattered, who cares what they think…..he’s right, screw them.
We get to the Bellagio and check in, when we enter the room all I can do is gasp. The room is simple, decorated in blues and whites, but the view is beautiful. He got us a room that allows us to see the fountains. I’ve only been to Las Vegas one other time, and never got a chance to see them in person, now I can watch them from our hotel window. “Stone, this is perfect.”
“I thought you’d like it.” He wraps his arms around me from behind, we just stand there for a little while, soaking in everything we can see. “Do you want to go out tonight?”
“No, I have all I need right here.” All I want right now is him, we can go out tomorrow night.
***
The next morning, we get ready and head to the cemetery where Chase is buried, I can tell Stone is having a small freak out. “Are you okay baby?”
“I’m good angel, I’m just nervous as shit. I don’t have a fucking clue why.”
“It’s okay, I’ll be right there with you.”
“I know sweet girl, I love you.”
“I love you too.” I lace my fingers with his, trying to send him all the strength I can before we get there, I know he’s going to need it more than I will. I loved Chase, very much, but that was Stone’s best friend. They grew up together, and he went four years thinking he killed him. He’s going to need all the strength he can get.
We arrive at the cemetery and park the rental car, it takes us some time to locate Chase’s grave, but when we do, I see how beautiful it is. The headstone is dark gray granite, probably three feet high with a beautiful inscription ‘Chase Chambers. Beloved Son. 1990 to 2014. You will always be in our hearts. Never forgotten. Always loved’, there are little MMA gloves carved into the granite, and a picture of Chase’s smiling face in the center. He looks so happy. It brings tears to my eyes seeing it, knowing how much he’s missed by everyone. There are also fresh flowers around the headstone, as if someone has been here recently, suddenly I feel awful that we came emptyhanded. I look over at Stone, tears are falling freely down his cheeks, he drops to his knees in front of the headstone, head down. “I’m sorry I haven’t been here. I miss you so fucking much.” He begins to sob, my heart breaks for him. I lower to my knees and wrap my arms around him as he cries. “There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t wish you were here, I love you brother.” He turns to me and pulls me tightly against him. “I wish you could have known him better.”
“Me too. We didn’t have nearly enough time together.”
“I think he would have been proud of you, of the woman you are.”
“He would have been proud of you too.”
He pulls back a little. “No, he would have kicked my ass for the shit of done since he died, the only good part of my life since then has been you.”
“You’re an amazing person Stone, you just needed to realize it.” I tell him as I wipe the tears from his eyes. We sit at the grave for a while, Stone tells me stories about when he and Chase were growing up. Most of them were pretty funny, but it’s a wonder how either of them survived with half the stuff they did together. By the time we get up to leave, the sun is setting, we must have been here for hours. “So, what’s next on our agenda?” I ask as he opens the car door for me.
“You’ll have to wait and see.” He smiles and kisses my forehead before getting into the car.
About fifteen minutes later we enter a cute neighborhood, the houses all look very similar, but it’s nice. We pull up to a beautiful little house, it’s yellow with white shutters on every window, and a little white picket fence surrounding the yard. It looks much different than all of the other houses. “Where are we?”
“There’s some people I want you to meet.” He seems even more nervous than he did when we went to visit Chase.
We walk up to the door and Stone hesitates for a moment before knocking. Within a few seconds the door opens, the man standing there has green eyes and graying hair, he looks like an older version of Chase….is this? “Stone?”
“Hi Mr. Chambers.”
“Shelly! Come out here! Looks who’s here!” The man yells for what I assume is his wife. “It’s so good to see you son.” He pulls Stone in for a bear hug. When the hug breaks, he turns his attention to me. “And who’s this lovely lady?”
“What is it Henry?” The woman comes into view. Her eyes are blue with just the smallest of wrinkles in the corners, and her hair is brown, not a spot of gray. I can see some of Chase in her, in fact, I can see some of me in her. “Stone? Is that you?” She rushes to him and throws her arms around him. “It’s so good to see you, we’ve been hoping you’d turn up.” She looks over at me and her eyes grow wide. “Is she? It can’t be.”
“This is Aspen, my girlfriend.”
“Aspen? What a beautiful name.” Tears begin to cloud her eyes. She pulls me in for a hug, I can’t hear her crying, but I feel her shaking. “It’s so nice to meet you.” She says with some effort.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” My own tears threatening to spill. “Um….you’re Chase’s parents?” I ask when she pulls away.
“Yes, we are.”
“I’m….I’m his sister.”
“We know honey. I’d know my baby girl anywhere.” She says, a big smile on her face. “Come in, I’ll grab us some drinks.”
I step through the door and Mr. Chambers leans in to whisper. “You have his eyes you know?” All I can do is smile, I don’t know what to say, this is all so surreal.
“I have some juice, apple and orange I think.”
“Shelly, they’re old enough for something a bit stronger that apple juice.”
“I guess you’re right. How does wine sound?”
“It sounds perfect.” I tell her.
“Come on Stone, I have something better in the den.” Mr. Chambers winks and heads out of the living room.
“You okay sweet girl?”
“Yeah, I’m good.” Stone gives me a quick kiss before following Mr. Chambers.
I follow Mrs. Chambers into the kitchen to help her with the wine. She grabs a bottle out of a cab
inet and dusts it off. “I bought this to celebrate Chase and Stone getting signed, but we were never able to open it. We’ve been saving it for a special occasion since then. I don’t see one coming that could be more special than this.” She opens the wine and pours us each a glass. “Shall we join the men?”
“Okay.” We walk into the den and see Stone and Mr. Chambers laughing, the sight makes me smile.
“Hey angel, we were just reminiscing about Chase.”
“He was a handful when he was younger.” Mr. Chambers chuckles.
We sit and talk with Mr. and Mrs. Chambers for quite a while. They asked about my life, I told them that I had a wonderful childhood and amazing parents. They apologized for putting me up for adoption and explained the reasoning through tears. Mr. Chambers was still in med school, and Mrs. Chambers only worked part time at a small diner, they were barely able to feed Chase. They thought the best thing they could do for me was to put me up for adoption, I understood completely and made sure they knew that I wasn’t upset with them in anyway. They told me stories about Chase and Stone when they were young, and I told them about me growing up. There was one story about Chase that I particularly loved. Mrs. Chambers said that when he was little and she was trying to potty train him, he wouldn’t use the toilet, thought for sure that there was a monster living inside of it because whenever he flushed it, he could hear the monster growl. She said that it prevented her from having him potty trained at an appropriate age. We all got a good laugh out of that, the story was adorable. We talked well into the night, getting to know each other, by the time it was time to leave, I felt so comfortable. If I wasn’t so tired, I would have asked to stay longer. We said our goodbyes, and promised to talk often.
“Thank you for this.” I say to Stone once we leave.
“You’re not upset with me for not talking to you about it first?”
“No, I’m happy I got to meet them.”
He grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles as we drive back to our hotel. “I’m happy too sweet girl. And thank you.”
“For what?”
“Everything.”
Chapter Nineteen
Aspen
“Is today the day?” Aly asks as she sits on the corner of my desk.
“Yup, I’m getting the keys at lunch. I’m kind of nervous about it though.” Nervous doesn’t begin to describe how I’m feeling, what if he thinks I’m overstepping?
“Aspen, he’ll love it. I think it’s incredibly sweet that you’ve done this for him.”
“I hope so. So, how are things with Jay?” We haven’t talked about him at all lately.
“I don’t know. He’s still working just as much as before, nothing is changing. We haven’t even talked about the wedding. Every time I bring it up, he says he’s too busy and we’ll talk about it later.”
“Give it time, I’m sure you guys will have time for wedding planning soon.”
“Yeah, hopefully before my hair grays and my tits sag.” She laughs, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. She’s trying to be funny, but I know her too well, she’s unhappy, and it makes me sad. I don’t tell her, I don’t want to add to her unhappiness. If Jay doesn’t get his head out of his ass, I’m going to kick it.
After work, I head home, but instead of going upstairs, I decide to go into the bar and get a drink. I need to calm my nerves a little. “Hey, where’s Ashe?” I ask Kane.
“In the office, he’s been in there for a while with some girl.”
This has been happening a lot lately, I know he’s still pissed about Aly, but he needs to learn some self-control. “Stone really needs to burn that couch.”
“Dirty martini?”
“Yes, thank you.”
I pull out my phone and text Stone to let him know I’m down here, and of course, within seconds, he’s walking through the door. “Hey, why didn’t you come upstairs?”
“I wanted a drink.”
“You should have told me, I would have made one for you.”
“I think Kane is perfectly capable baby.” I roll my eyes.
He leans in and whispers in my ear. “I think another punishment is in order.” A delicious chill runs through my body remembering the last time he punished me.
“And why is that?” I ask, unable to keep the need out of my voice.
“You came here first, you let another man give you what you needed.”
“Only a drink.” I breathe out. He’s not really upset, he just wants an excuse to punish me again. He doesn’t need an excuse, he can do whatever he wants to me, and I’ll welcome it with open legs.
“One is all it takes.” His hand slides up my skirt and his fingers brush over the wetness on my panties. “Are you turned on?”
“Yes.”
He pulls away and I bite my lip to keep myself from crying in frustration. “She doesn’t need the drink.”
“I already made it.”
“Well toss it then, or give it to the girl Ashe has in the office. I don’t care what the fuck you do with it.” He picks me up and walks toward the exit. “God, I can’t fucking wait to hear you scream.” That phrase has never sounded sexier than it does right now.
Once we get into the room, be tosses me on the bed, without saying a word, he walks over to the dresser and pulls out what looks like strips of black silk. He’s going to tie me up, the thought causes more wetness to pool between my legs. He turns back to me, fire burning in his eyes. “Take off your clothes.” I obey him, removing every article of clothing as fast has my hands will let me, and toss them on the floor. “Good girl, now lie down.” Again, I obey, I always obey, I know the results with be worth it, so worth it. He gently takes my wrists and ties them to the headboard, I tug just a little, they’re secure, but not tight. “Lift your head.” I lift my head, and he ties the last silk scarf around my eyes. I can’t see anything, I can’t move my arms, and I’m growing even wetter with anticipation.
“Please, Stone.” I plead, I need him to touch me. The ache, I feel like it’s going to kill me.
“Please what angel?”
“Touch me.”
“Oh, I plan to. Every inch of your perfect body.” I feel the mattress dip. Then I feel my leg being lifted just before he begins to leave wet kisses from behind my knee, to the apex on my thigh. My senses are heightened, every touch magnified, I might die from the pleasure. His fingers circle my opening, he’s playing with me, and I let out a frustrated cry. “You’re so wet baby.” His fingers enter me, and I whimper. I need more, so much more. I feel his mouth land on me, licking me everywhere but the place I need him most. “So fucking good, I can drown in you.” He continues his torture for what seems like a lifetime, then suddenly stops. The bed shifts again, and he’s no longer touching me at all.
“Stone?”
“Shh, baby.” He turns my head to the side, and I feel the head of his penis nudge my lips. I open my mouth, the need to taste him completely consuming me. Precum hits my tongue as I take him in, and I moan around his shaft. The taste is musky, and 100% Stone, it’s a taste I can never get enough of. He thrusts in and out while fisting my hair, he’s in complete control, and I’m loving every minute of it. He pulls out. “You’re going to make me come, that’s not where I want my come.” Okay, maybe not as in control as I thought. He breathes out heavily, and a smile tugs at my lips, he’s torturing himself just as bad as he’s torturing me. His hot breath plays across my left nipple, while he rolls the right between his fingers. My core pulses painfully, I need him inside me and I’m not above begging.
“You’re killing me. Please.”
“I like this side of you, I like you helpless as I pleasure you.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth and bites down, causing me to cry out. “Watching you is something I’ll never tire of.” He kisses down my body, and I squirm, he chuckles because he knows where I need him….he can sense the desperation. He places his warm palms on my inner thighs, and spreads me wide, then his tongue finally hits the spot that I’ve been praying he’
d touch since he tied me up. He licks and sucks my clit, my hips move on their own, I have no control over my body. He squeezes my thighs, licking my sweet spot faster. I wish I can see him between my legs, but the feeling of what he’s doing is so damn intense.
“Stone! I’m going to come!” He slows down and I groan, I can’t take much more, I need to come. He continues his assault, bringing me right to the edge, then backing off before I can fall over. My body is on fire, my breath is ragged, it’s too much yet not enough…it’s never enough when it comes to him.
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes, god yes!”
“Beg me angel, beg me to let you come.”
“Please, Stone! Please let me come, I’m begging you.”
“Such a good, obedient, girl. Come for me, Aspen.” His mouth is on me again, sucking my clit as he begins to fuck me with his fingers, and I don’t last. My orgasm slams into me, my whole body convulses. He doesn’t stop, he keeps going with the same determination, never letting my climax fully ebb. Another one hits, then another. Finally, after my body can’t take anymore, his touch disappears. He removes the silk from my wrists, then removes the blindfold. “That was fucking beautiful.” His chin and chest are coated in my climax, and damn it if my body doesn’t need more of him after seeing him wearing my essence. “You ready to come one more time?” I watch his had stroke his cock, all I can do is nod and lick my lips. He climbs over me, kissing his way up my body, leaving a trail of his saliva and my own juices as he goes. His lips land on mine and the taste of myself on his tongue has me moaning, my body begging to be fucked. He slides his cock in, and I gasp into his mouth, causing him to deepen the kiss as he moves inside me. “I don’t think I’ll last very long baby. I almost came watching you come undone.”
“I’m not going to last either, I’m so sensitive. Fuck me, Stone.” And he does, fast and deep. We hit our peaks together, calling each other’s names as we ride the waves of ecstasy. Fully sated we start to drift to sleep, limbs tangled and bodies sweaty. His surprise can wait until tomorrow, tonight, I just want to be in his arms.
